The usually deep sleeper stirred slightly under his touch, still soft and cute in her slumber, so adorable that he couldn't help but pinch her little face again.
His eyes half closed, Lu Zhanbei watched the girl in his arms, so small and endearing, nestled against him, seemingly asleep but not quite drowned in slumber.
A girl's vulnerability in her softest and cutest form was irresistible to any man. His desire to protect her was so overpowering that it eclipsed any burden he carried.
He chuckled lightly, unaware that there was an unusual doting tone in his voice, as rich as undiluted honey.
Truthfully, he didn't even understand how he had fallen for this girl, but once he fell, there was no stopping him — no matter who tried to intervene.
Moved by instinct, he gently caressed her face again, from her eyebrows to her eyes, bit by bit, finally landing on her small lips that he was longing to touch.
"Mmm..."
Again, very softly, very softly...
